In the heart of the quiet, forgotten town,

Where streets are silent and sound,

A soul returns with memories brown,

From the archaic past, lost dreams are found.

Once, long ago, this place was home,

With laughter ringing through every door,

Now wandering, a heart does roam,

In search of what was lost before.

So let the journey, gentle, guide,

Through paths that once were known so well,

In rediscovery, hearts confide,

In stories only time can tell.